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Full text of "Within the golden gate : a souvenir of San Francisco Bay"






GIFT OF 
Class of 1887 




A SOUVENIR F SflN FRATOGO BAY 







SAN FRANCISCO: 

FROM THE PRESS OF THE SAN FRANCISCO PRINTING COMPANY 

411 MARKET STREET 

1893 




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Copyright 1893, by I.. Y. PlNNKY AND E. X. I lEHCK 



HALF TONE ENGRAVINGS 

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AUTUMNAL skies were fair, and blue, 
c/ And soft and mild the morning breeze ; 
With sails unfurled a joyous crew 

We sought Pacific s tranquil seas, 

And entered there, a gate that stands, 
Unbarred to ships of many lands. 



And as we passed its portal grand, 

Our hearts were glad, our spirits light, 
And we rejoiced, and eager scanned 

The scenes that came before our sight. 
Near Alcatraz, an island bold, 
We paused to hear this story told: 



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r RIM Alcatraz ! Thou sentinel 

That watch hath kept, thro ages past, 
Over this shining" way to sea, 

() where s the ship, with towering mast, 
That bore my loved one far from me ? 



Thou sentry, with thy guarded wall, 
Thou saw st him pass and sail away, 

To thread the trackless, distant sea. 

Where rides the good "St. George : to-day 

That brings not back my love to me ? 





Care st thou, 

that some, who pass thee by, 

In morning time, with laugh and song, 

With evening shades, return no more, 

Tho sad ones count the hours so long, 

And lone ones wait upon the shore ? 



/^"HE singer in a little boat, 

Whose snowy sail gleamed in the sun, 
Paused there, until the last fond note 

Was sung, then swiftly sped away, 

Like some sweet bird whose plaintive cry 
Ere pity wakes, hath soared on high. 



Our eyes then sought, thro changing light, 

A distant mount s majestic form, 

Tvvas Tamalpais, whose lofty height, 

Doth rise above the fog and storm ; 

While, neath its brow fair valleys bloom, 

Untouched by frost or winter s gloom. 



t^AR up the slopes of Tamalpais, 
Within a shady nook, 
Was born a dainty brook. 

At birth of this new silvery stream 
The buds and blossoms smiled, 
And kissed the restless child, 

As forth it went with merry song, 
Upon a winding \vay, 
That thro a sweet vale lay ; 

And, as it went, it stronger grew, 
Until, o er rock and fall, 
It dashed, unheeding all. 

Upon the banks of this wild brook, 
Clothed, all in richest green, 
And with majestic mien, 



Arose the lofty 
redwood trees, 
Whose fragrant, leaiy shade, 
Sweet trysting-places made 



For ferns, and flowers, 
and mosses rare ; 

And time hath been, 
I ween, 

When this sweet, 

mountain stream 

Hath paused to start. 

with whirring sound 
The wheel of yon old mill, 

Now pulseless grown, and 
still 




/p|HE sweet brook-song was scarcely o er, 

When on our ears fell murmuring sounds 

Of life upon another shore ; 

On speeds our bark with quickening bounds 

Until, among the ships, we lay 

Beside a city on the bay. 




some pure thought, by unknown lips let fall, 
Which grows, and bears abroad, rich truths for all. 

So fell a seed by Yerba Buena cove, 
And, like a giant young, who smiling lies, 
Nor heeds the dormant powers, so soon to rise 
So lay this seed a village fair 



A score of years, then forth a city came, 
And cast aside its quaint old Spanish name 

For San Francisco, Western Queen ! 
And, like the saint whose name it proudly boasts, 
A friend to all who come within its posts 
This city with a gate of gold. 




When dust-stained, " desert ships " came halting in, 
Her gates swung wide, and friendly welcome gave 
Those sun-kissed valiant pioneers. 




While ocean ships, wind-tossed around Cape Horn, 
Oft refuge found within her harbor calm, 
Protected by her queenly grace. 



p7| X isle with rugged, rock-bound shore 
*J Along our glittering pathway lay 

A lonely isle, whose bare coast bore 

No trace of gentle spring, that day. 



A cot upon a brown hill there, 

A path that to a lighthouse led; 
These simple scenes, a picture fair 

With pleasing dreams, our fancy fed, 



We seemed to see that gleaming ray 

Pierce far away the midnight gloom, 

In fancy too across the bay 

We heard the fog-horn s warning tone 





Wake echoes from the cliffs so bare 
While mariner, with listening ear 

The warning heard, and steered with care 
His ship past rocks that frowned near. 



/-THK vision passed as glides a star ; 

Our ship, meanwhile, went on its way 
Past busy wharf, past reef and bar. 

Until she neared a marsh that lay 

IvOw-curving, with its sandy beach, 
Or weeds that to the waters reach. 




ZTWAS dull and gray, the marsh that lay 

Out-stretched afar a dreary waste 
Of tide lands low, where ebb and flow 

The waters, that with reckless haste 



Have crept inland, and silent stand 

In reedy pools, or tiny lakes. 
There skimming low, now swift, now slow 
The sea-bird pauses oft and takes 



A plunge among the luckless throng 
That here have found a quiet home ; 

Or rising there, in lofty air, 
A snow}* speck in sunlight shone. 




But just beyond, the marsh s bound 
A city mongst fair groves we traced 

Here factory tall, and cottage small 
Each to the picture lent its grace 



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Enchanting view ! Thy charms they woo 

To Alameda s fair retreat 
And bid us wait within her gate 

Her hidden glories there to greet. 




f^EXT near a shore whose wooded hills 
Touched, far away, the eastern sky, 
We paused to hear the gladsome trills 
Of land birds songs as, fitting by, 

They sought their mates among the trees, 
And joined their notes with whispering breeze. 



\Ve listened then, with rapt delight 

This time a tale of classic lore 
Our captain chose, with lofty flight : 
And far from that lo\v-curving shore 

He took us, with that pleasing tale, 
Through leafy woods, o er hill and vale. 



pjT birth of this fair city, mid 
These ancient liveoak trees, 

Athena, goddess fair, tis said, 

With her attendants came, 
And brought to it a name. 




Thou rt Oakland," said the winsome queen ; 
" A city proud thou lt be! 

Thy beauteous lake, thy hills so green, 
Thy slopes that rise and fall, 

I crown, and bless them all. 



While water pure, from mountain spring 
Shall make thy gardens smile 

And busy bees their sweets will bring 

From these rich blossoming fields 
That thine abundance yields. 



Thy schools, thy colleges and halls 
Far-famed shall be on earth ; 

The temples of Right within thy walls 
Shall flourish ; and fair Truth 
Be prized by all thy youth." 



/gTHE captain paused, and raised his hand 

" See yonder halls, that, tower-crowned 
Arise amid the forest grand, 
Tis California s college ground 

And here her youth of every class 
May come and thro those portals pass. 








Fair Berkeley ! nestling neath the hills 

Beside a calm and sparkling bay, 

We loitered long beside its rills, 

In flowery paths, that led away 

To shady nooks, where might be seen 

Fair bowers fit shrines for wisdom s queen. 



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From classic halls we turned away 

To gaze upon a poet s home ; 
Tvvas near the close of that bright day, 
And golden sunlight on it shone ; 

Perfume of flowers, and birds songs low 
A witching spell about us throw. 




And Songs of the Sierras there, 

With new sweet charms fell on the ear ; 
Those rhythmic notes came softer where 
The singer s presence was so near 

Again, we seemed to hear him say, 
As light our boat rocked on the bay 



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" For surely godland lies not far 

From these Greek heights and this great sea 
My friend, my lover trend this way, 

Not far along lies Arcady." Joaquin Miller. 



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And when the sun went down, outside 

The Golden Gate, we followed, too, 
And sought again the ocean wide, 

The while the scenes that charmed our view 
Were graven on our hearts for aye, 
Sweet visions of an autumn day! 



And though our bark in other climes 

Ma} loose again its snowy sail, 
Our hearts with joy will oftentimes 

These isles, these shores, this mount and vale 
Recall, and bless that kindly fate 
That led Within the Golden Gate. 









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